grey matters
The Old Grey Silly One
I have noticed that NT types have a blunt,objective, often brutally honest sense of humor that often gets us in trouble. Does anyone have any stories to relate to this?
I'll start. About 2 years ago My husband cut his hand on our table saw while my children and I were at church. We come home and I notice a message written in sharpie marker on the dining room mirror. It said "cut hand have to go to hospital." I read it and thought "funny, funny Brian" and dismissed it thinking he was just joking again. Well I then go into the kitchen to fix lunch and I notice large drops of blood on the floor. These drops had the "coffee stain" effect to them because of the way the blood was clotting in each drop. This usually happens in traumatic injuries. Well when I saw this I thought "perhaps he did cut his hand" so I follow the drops of blood into the garage where the table saw was. I looked on the table saw and saw blood, then I noticed it on the wall and even on the ceiling so I thought "perhaps I ought to call him", so I get my phone. Before I can dial out, the phone rings and it is Brian. I can tell by the tone of his voice that he is okay, so I decide to cheer him up with a joke. Now here is where I get in trouble. My joke is "It's great that you got to the hospital by yourself But, Brian, you got blood on the carpet". That's when I heard him inhale deeply and in an instant I knew where he was and what he was about to do. You see the "E" in his ENTP personality makes him want to play to a large audience, the larger the better. He inhailed so that he could project his voice to as large an audience as possible when he gave his reply to my joke (being that he was calling me at the nurses station because cell phones are not allowed in the ER, this audience was quite large). He then said, loudly, "Well I'm sorry honey. The next time I cut my hand on the table saw I promise I won't get blood on your carpet." Touchet, I had been gotten. I then had to spend the next 3 hours in the ER with a bounch of people who thought I was the worst insensitive bitch the world had ever known. And naturally, (and much to his enjoyment), he played into this for as long as he could get away with it. It was pretty funny.
This is what happens when two people have a strange sense of humor that very few people understand.
I'll start. About 2 years ago My husband cut his hand on our table saw while my children and I were at church. We come home and I notice a message written in sharpie marker on the dining room mirror. It said "cut hand have to go to hospital." I read it and thought "funny, funny Brian" and dismissed it thinking he was just joking again. Well I then go into the kitchen to fix lunch and I notice large drops of blood on the floor. These drops had the "coffee stain" effect to them because of the way the blood was clotting in each drop. This usually happens in traumatic injuries. Well when I saw this I thought "perhaps he did cut his hand" so I follow the drops of blood into the garage where the table saw was. I looked on the table saw and saw blood, then I noticed it on the wall and even on the ceiling so I thought "perhaps I ought to call him", so I get my phone. Before I can dial out, the phone rings and it is Brian. I can tell by the tone of his voice that he is okay, so I decide to cheer him up with a joke. Now here is where I get in trouble. My joke is "It's great that you got to the hospital by yourself But, Brian, you got blood on the carpet". That's when I heard him inhale deeply and in an instant I knew where he was and what he was about to do. You see the "E" in his ENTP personality makes him want to play to a large audience, the larger the better. He inhailed so that he could project his voice to as large an audience as possible when he gave his reply to my joke (being that he was calling me at the nurses station because cell phones are not allowed in the ER, this audience was quite large). He then said, loudly, "Well I'm sorry honey. The next time I cut my hand on the table saw I promise I won't get blood on your carpet." Touchet, I had been gotten. I then had to spend the next 3 hours in the ER with a bounch of people who thought I was the worst insensitive bitch the world had ever known. And naturally, (and much to his enjoyment), he played into this for as long as he could get away with it. It was pretty funny.
This is what happens when two people have a strange sense of humor that very few people understand.